We can start the dance now and finish it when there is time, and in between we can leave ourselves dancing the night away.

Starts like this. I curtsey and rise to your outstretched hand. You write what's next. Then leave us dancing.

*Curtsey*

The really neat thing is I still get to go home to my husband, who eagerly awaits, and yet am dancing here with a gentleman and good friend.

~S~